A/N: as always, enjoy this chapter.
"There's something I need to tell you"
Emma looked at her expectantly from her side of the couch. A smile was tugging at her lips and Regina stared mesmerized at them; Emma seemed so…hopeful. She forced herself to look away from her pink lips before she gave into the urge to kiss the hell out of them and biting them.
Her head was a mess and the hunger she felt for Emma, not only her blood, only made everything harder than it already was. She had to tell her now; she had to explain it to her. Instead, she blurted out, "Henry and Ben are probably dating."
Emma blinked once at her before laughing softly. "Yeah. He seems pretty smitten about that kid. I just hope he's good for Henry."
Regina nodded, taking a sip of her drink and wishing alcohol actually worked on her body. "I hope that too," she said quietly.
She felt Emma's intense gaze on her. She knew Emma felt there was something else, that their son's love life wasn't the only thing she wanted to talk about. But Regina's eyes were fixed on the glass, running a finger absently over its edge while she focused on Emma's ever present heart beat.
"Are you okay?" Emma asked eventually, leaving the beer on he table in front of them. "You seem a bit off."
Regina nodded and smiled, surprised inwardly that it wasn't forced. "Yes. I was just thinking about tonight." It wasn't a lie; she had been going over the events of the night and how bright Emma's smile had been. And how happy that made her.
"I had fun," Emma smiled shyly at her. "Like, a lot of fun. I loved it."
Regina looked up at her and something inside her fluttered; Emma was practically beaming at her. She found she couldn't look away from those pink lips, but it's not like she wanted to. They were slightly parted, showing off the bottom of Emma's teeth as she smiled, and wet with beer probably. She was yearning to dig her teeth into those full lips and lap at the delicious blood that was running wild inside Emma's veins.
"I did too," she breathed out. Suddenly they were too close. Regina could feel where her blood was concentrating without looking at her. Pale cheeks were now flushed and it all came down below Emma's waist, between her legs. Regina swallowed but it wasn't enough as her mouth watered at the idea of biting her thighs, relishing on the thought of leaving marks there.
It was the feeling of Emma's blood rush, claiming her. It was Emma's heartbeat, wild and fast. It was Emma's sweet aroma; it was her lips, waiting for her to kiss them. The shallow breathing that made her chest brush Regina's arm ever so slightly. It was Emma; she was driving her wild and Regina didn't know how much longer she could control herself.
As Emma leaned slightly in, not enough for their lips to meet but enough for Regina to take the hint, the Mayor held her breath. She was there, just a breath away. Just tonight. Just one kiss.
Regina leaned her forehead against Emma and closed her eyes. She really wanted to, but she didn't want to hurt her. "Emma," she whispered like a plea.
Without a second thought Emma closed the space between them and their lips met. They remained like that for a while until Regina really took in what was happening. Her whole body felt a magnetic tug towards Emma and kissed back eagerly. Her hands clenched tightly into the collar of Emma's jacket, holding on to dear life as she deepened the kiss.
She had imagined that moment for so long, so many times, but nothing could be compared to the real feeling of Emma's lips upon hers, her tongue playing with hers. Regina moaned in her mouth, not being able to stay under control anymore, and she moved to straddle Emma's hips, sitting on her lap.
Regina kept tugging at Emma's jacket, keeping it closer, almost afraid that if she let go it would end forever. And afraid that once their lips separated, Regina succumbed to her hunger and bit her neck. So she kept kissing her, savouring every inch of Emma's mouth until their lips were bruised and Regina's lipstick was smeared all over both faces.
Emma finally separated when she felt her lungs claiming for air and smiled breathlessly at Regina, "Wow."
Regina's lips turned into a soft smile but she stopped when her eyes fell on Emma's neck; she could see the vein there, beating wildly, almost ripping the now flushed skin. She could feel the blood there, red liquid waiting for her to drink it.
Her fangs grew inside her mouth, brushing her sharp ends against her tongue, as her thumb softly caressed Emma's neck. She could feel her pulse and she watched in amazement how the vein moved beneath her finger.
Emma's eyes lowered from Regina's to her mouth, and gasped softly as she noticed the tip of her teeth sneaking under her lips. She noticed Regina's thumb on her neck and tilted her head. "Bite me," she sighed.
Regina woke up from her trance and looked up at Emma, although she didn't remove her finger from her neck. The Sheriff's eyes were darker than usual and full with want, but there was something else. Regina shook her head, "No…I can't…I…"
"It's okay Regina. Do it."
Regina's eyes came back to the vein beneath her finger, still calling for her, but she still shook her head again, looking back up. "It's too strong. I don't know if I will be able to stop."
Emma cupped her chin and made sure Regina was looking into her eyes. "I know you will. I trust you."
Regina licked her lips and swallowed. She could still feel Emma's pulse and the pull was so strong. It would be just one bite, just one taste. She could stop and if not, Emma could stop her. She wanted to do it, but not there.
Regina kissed Emma, not as eagerly as the first time, but pouring every emotion she felt for the blonde into the kiss. When she felt the other woman relax into her arms, she transported them to her room, landing on her bed on the same position. Emma barely noticed as Regina's lips trailed a path down her jaw. She kissed every inch of skin she found, relishing into Emma's scent as she went lower.
Regina darted out her tongue, licking her way down, feeling her pulse racing against her tongue, until her mouth hovered over a vein. She could feel it brushing her mouth every time it stood out before going back down. She hesitated for a second, but then she felt Emma's fingers curling in her dark hair, encouraging her as she tilted her head to give her more room. Regina dragged her fangs along her tendon before finally biting the soft patch of skin.
Her mind instantly swirled.
The blood poured on her tongue and she thought she was about to pass out. Emma grunted as Regina sucked and licked everywhere. She could feel the energy on her body reaching its top and she still wanted more; it was invigorating. The imagined it would taste sweet, like Emma, but it was bittersweet and so delicious, even more than she would've ever thought.
No matter what blood she ever tried on the future, she knew none would be better than Emma's. She moaned and sucked, feeling Emma's fingers fisting her hair and pulling her closer. Regina licked the small wound and ignored Emma's commands, feeling a sudden urge to kiss her. Their lips crushed together in a searing kiss. She pinned Emma against the headboard of her bed as her hands ran over her body, but she grunted when she noticed Emma still had her clothes on.
She waved her hands and left her only on her underwear, stopping for a second to watch marvelled the trembling body beneath her. Before she could reattach her lips to the other woman's skin, Emma stopped her. Waving her hands, Regina's clothes disappeared, even her underwear.
"Fuck," Emma breathed at the sight and Regina smirked.
Regina ran her teeth down Emma's collarbone, not too hard to actually wound but enough for Emma to hiss with pleasure as she did so. When Regina's mouth arrived at the edge of her bra, she ripped it in half at the front and buried her face in the new discovered flesh, worshipping it. She heard Emma moaning over her head as she flicked her tongue and smirked against her nipple; Emma was so very much a screamer.
She helped her lower down on the bed, making her comfortable before keeping the trail of kisses down her ribs. After kissing each one of them, Regina positioned lower and with one swift move, she ripped Emma's panties too. Waving her hand, soundproofing the room in case their son arrived home, Regina licked her lips as she watched the scene in front of her.
Emma's eyes were closed, not being able to handle the anticipation, and her body was squirming. Regina brushed a finger over her neck, picking up the rests of the last drops of blood that remained there and Emma opened her eyes just in time to watch her lick her fingers clean with a satisfied hum.
Throwing an arm over her eyes, Emma growled and her hips bucked, making Regina smirk at her impatience. She lowered herself, opening her strong legs to take her place between them. Regina dragged her fangs along Emma's inner thigh, making it tremble, and watched how the skin flushed, not quite breaking but almost there.
However Regina resisted the urge to dig her teeth on the soft flesh and continued her way up until her breath hits Emma's core, making her moan loudly. "Fuck me Regina."
She doesn't need to be told twice and she captures Emma's clit with her lips, closing her own eyes at the pleasure of finally doing what she had wanted for so long. Soon Emma's hands were on her head, guiding her as her hips bucked on Regina's mouth, almost riding her. It was with a final thrust that Regina tasted Emma as she came in her mouth with a scream that echoed on the walls.
Before Emma could come down from the clouds, Regina entered her with two fingers, dragging another breathy moan from Emma's lips. She watched her, memorizing every movement, every sound and every breath from Emma as she continued the administrations, picking up the speed.
She felt the own throb between her legs, aching for some release, so she sneaked a leg between Emma's legs and, while thrusting inside her, she rode Emma. Her free hand pinched the other woman's nipple and, as Emma's chest arched for more, she lowered down and sucked it into her mouth, only stopping to place soft bites and lapping at it.
Both bodies were sweating, moving against each other with no other care in the world but to pleasure themselves. Regina felt both hers and Emma's pulse falling into a raged rhythm, creating a harmony in her ears that was completed with their names moaned between breaths. The night bowed to them; it was theirs.
Regina felt Emma's pulse becoming erratic and used that advantage to ride harder against her and finally exploding at the same time. As they caught their breaths, Regina's hand moved to cup Emma's ass before coming back between her legs and Emma smirked.
"You're restless," she said breathless. Regina only smirked back at her and kissed her again. She didn't know how she could think one kiss would be enough. It would be like taking a breath to never breathe again, like drinking a drop of water when you're thirsty.
Regina realised she would never have enough of Emma Swan and for that moment she felt that everything was right in the world.